THE LAST SECRET KEEPER Secret Keeper series books 1-4

CHAPTER 8

Hans returned to the dais once more before anyone else realized he'd left, then reached within his uniform, sliding his cock out from beneath the folds of his trench coat before he impaled his wife from behind, gently pressing her head against the breast Revna had just been sucking before he claimed her free one, husband and wife sucking Lanecea in unison as he pounded into her ass, each thrust matching the rhythm of their mouths on Lani's boobs.

The men gathered went wild at the sight, donating more cum into the dishes their women had set on the ground in front of them before they had a chance to reach for their wives' hips.

"Mmm yes, I need more. Make your husbands give me their essence. Every. Last. Drop. Herja, I want you to command each husband to approach along with their wives. I want them to offer me their wives' virgin asses upon my altar. It will please me to watch them give me that gift while they make their wife kiss my pussy. Hans and Eva gave the perfect demonstration."

Herja could barely speak she was so horny as she obeyed the very kinky goddess, but obey she did, picking out couples in turn from those kneeling on the floor beneath the dais with the help of Freya who was more than happy to translate.

Lanecea shivered as her eyes drifted over each of the couples obeying her every whim, each husband more than eager to please her while their wives submitted. It was remarkable and Lani had great plans in store for those who pleased her the most.

Freya was blushing in earnest as she translated for the queen, the men roaring as they obeyed again and again. Herja was still on her knees, her hand moving furiously between her legs as she came with the other couples, the sight incredibly sexy from where she was kneeling on the dais, as each husband eagerly plundered his wife's tight, untouched ass before spilling his cum in the dish provided.

Herja was struggling to think straight as she came over and over again, much to Lanecea's amusement, the queen also enjoying every minute of watching the couples kneeling before her.

When the last ass had been plundered, Lanecea turned her attention to Herja, her eyes darkening as she murmured, "You'd love to have your turn, wouldn't you? Kneel before me."

Herja was well aware that her ass wasn't exactly virginal, but couldn't help but hope Lanecea wasn't aware of that fact, nor of the fact that her husband was far too big to perform as the other husbands had moments before.

"Striker. Stalker."

Herja looked up as Lanecea summoned her wolves, the beasts entering the Great Hall at the goddess' command.

Both stood flanking Lanecea's throne, baring their glossy teeth for those gathered to see, silver blood, still fresh from their latest kill, dripping from their fangs.

"My beasts prefer the taste of silver but will enjoy the taste of very common and are just waiting for one command before they end your life on my altar. It would be rather fitting..." Lanecea let her words hang as she motioned for Eva to push aside the fabric of Herja's matching dress.

The queen remained silent, only the sound of her wolves panting in anticipation heard within the deafening silence even after Herja's naked ass was exposed to their guests.

"Confess your sins," Lanecea finally broke the silence.

Herja remained silent although her lips were less than an inch away from Lanecea's pussy, the woman vulnerable from where she was positioned between Lani's legs.

"Do you need help?"

Herja lost all color as she shook her head no, then confessed her sins while still on her knees. She wasn't a fool, the woman listing every transgression she could think of after catching a glimpse of the look Lanecea was giving her. The wolves' growling, however, drowned out her voice so those gathered couldn't hear what she had done to infuriate the goddess.

"Confession is good for the soul," Lanecea spoke at last after another long silence, their guests holding their breath as Lani motioned with her hand toward Hans.

Hans, the man whose very name struck fear within vampires, took a knee before his goddess as he held out a polished cherrywood box.

"Thank you, Sir. Thorson, please open the box and show your father and mother the gift I had designed for this very moment. I believe your mother will love my thoughtfulness and creativity."

Thorson stood, searching Lanecea's eyes as he reached for the ornate box. It was a fact that Lanecea had no money of her own and had already given Storm the hundred dollars when she had returned from the shopping trip, so how did she find the money to give a gift to Herja?

Lanecea, reading his thoughts, smiled.

"I have friends in high places who will do anything for me - or in this case, one that is a veterinarian, My Darling Prince. Now, please, open the box. I don't like to keep your mother waiting."

Thorson nodded before lifting the lid, a long white object, ornately crafted lay beside an identical object, but this one black.

"Remove the black one, please, and tell your mother to kiss my symbol."

"Go ahead and kiss the symbol, Mom."

Herja looked relieved as her lips brushed the symbol of Lanecea's army that had been burned into the surface of the object within Thorson's hand.

"Well done, Herja. Now, Thorson, stand behind your mom. You will fuck her ass with that beautifully polished bone until she cums. I want to watch as you teach her a lesson. She will never commit that sin against you again - you have my word. Make it unforgettable, My Prince."

Thorson swallowed hard. Herja was already regretting every action and thought as Striker encircled the back of her neck with his powerful jaws, his fangs digging into her skin so hard that Herja yelped from the sudden pain.

The prince didn't look down at his mother but his hand thrust hard and fast as he gripped the dog's femur bone, his eyes never leaving the goddess' eyes which were flashing with electricity in their deep hunter-green depths long after Herja had cum.

"My King, the smaller bone is to be used as a butt plug. Her ass is mine. Brand her for me, please. It will make me happy."

Storm was silent in the gravity of the moment as he set Lanecea down on the throne while Thorson pulled the bone out of Herja's ass, Storm replacing it with the smaller bone buttplug.

"The white femur bone is for you to enjoy using on her pussy," Lanecea informed Storm as Thorson replaced the black polished bone within the box. "I'm sure it is something you will enjoy experiencing together. Now thank me, Herja."

Herja was still trembling, riding the aftershock of cumming hard but she kissed Lanecea's pussy, showing Lanecea the same respect and devotion the other woman had been displaying all evening.

"Thank you for my gift, Lani...I mean, Goddess Lanecea."

"You're very welcome."